Sir Philip Sidney - Zzz_duplicate_Come Sleep! O Sleep, the Certain Knot of Peace lyrics

Come Sleep, O Sleep, the certain knot of peace The baiting place of wit, the balm of woe The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release The indifferent judge between the high and low; With shield of proof, shield me from out the prease Of those fierce darts Despair at me doth throw; O make in me those civil wars to cease; I will good tribute pay, if thou do so Take thou of me smooth pillows, sweetest bed A chamber deaf to noise and blind to light A rosy garland and a weary head: And if these things, as being thine by right Move not thy heavy grace, thou shalt in me Livelier than elsewhere, Stella's image see